The military academy students and instructors who had been knocked out stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, huddled together as if trying to form a ball, their eyes wide like saucers.
They were not looking at the light of the empire, nor at His Highness Agares, the national idol.
Instead, it was that petite girl who could fight the Empire's Light without losing, and whose face was covered in paint from being struck by lightning and burned.
Their minds involuntarily raced between the two: was this girl a military academy student or a member of the Hunter Legion?
Or perhaps it was someone else who struck her with such a huge bolt of lightning, accompanied by flames, yet she didn't die?
What kind of ferocious, powerful, and terrifying being is it that is not recorded in any documents and has not been warned about on the Imperial Star Network?
Si Zhang, who was holding Wei Chi, opened his mouth wide and stammered, "Someone pinch me, this...this...am I dreaming?"
Miss A-Jiang is far too ruthless. She can't be killed by lightning or fire. Most importantly, has she been struck so hard that she's gone mad and wants the commander to hug her?
Leia reached out and pinched the tender flesh on his waist, giving it a hard twist.
Si Zhang let out a scream. It really hurt like hell; he wasn't dreaming.
His scream.
The rest of the hunting legion snapped out of their daze, their eyes snapping towards their commander, and a look of worry involuntarily crept into their eyes as they turned to Miss A-Jiang.
She asked the coach to hug her!
Given the head coach's rigid, aloof, serious, and unapproachable personality, and his strict adherence to regulations, he could slap her to the ground so hard she wouldn't be able to be dug out.
Agares's outstretched arm remained in the position of pulling the ginger slices, but his feet took a step back.
He stepped back, and Jiang Si stepped forward, her bloodshot eyes seemingly about to drip blood. Her voice became hoarse, as if it had been pulled by burning coals, rough and fiery: "Your Highness, hug me!"
Agares's breathing became heavier, and he instantly pulled his outstretched arm back, raising his foot to retreat again.
Just then, Jiang Si acted swiftly, grabbing his long arm that was about to retract, draping it over her shoulder, and pulling his large hand into her embrace.
Then Jiang Si let out a long sigh, her hoarse voice like that of a feline, as she purred from her throat: "Your Highness feels so good."
Agares' pupils contracted sharply, his body stiffened like stone, and it felt as if a fiery dragon was inside him, about to roast him alive.
"What's going on?" Mo'er looked at his coach in horror and asked Feng Jie, "Coach, why didn't you throw her into the ground? You actually hugged her?"
Feng Jie's face, covered in paint, looked no better than someone who had seen a ghost. He stammered, "Is the point that they're embracing each other? The point is, one of them has a husband, and the other has a wife. What will people think of our hunting legion if they find out?"
Rong Mengping slapped Feng Jie on the head. "You're always bringing up things that don't go your way. Miss Jiang must have been struck by lightning; it's normal for her to be a little dizzy."
"If it were you, you'd probably be nothing but dust by now. You wouldn't be here having impure thoughts and thinking all sorts of nonsense."
“Ah Jiang Xiao…”
"Your Highness! Don't move, let me cool off!" Jiang Si interrupted him, buried her face in his chest, closed her eyes, and rubbed her burning face against his chest.
Agares felt a sudden warmth in his chest; the hand she held felt like it was being burned by the heat of her touch.
Just as Jiang Si was enjoying the rubbing, Wei Chi, who had been pinned down by Si Zhang and Rong Mengping, managed to break free with a slight effort.
Once he broke free from the suppression and restraint of others, Wei Chi was like a wild horse that had been released from its reins. He moved like the wind, kicking up fallen leaves as he rushed over and yelled, "You piece of trash, are you crazy? Why did you have to step on a landmine? Let go of my idol right now!"
Jiang Si, who had been keeping her eyes closed, suddenly opened them wide. Her bloodshot eyes, which looked as if they were dripping blood, instantly returned to their bright blackness, and a somber look crossed her slightly chapped lips.
Just as Wei Chi was about to pull her out of Agares's arms, she, who was already holding Agares's wrist, took advantage of his stiffness and unpreparedness to instantly throw him over her shoulder.
Then, he shoved aside the stunned Wei Chi, who had stopped abruptly as he rushed over, and the willow branch in his hand reappeared like a fiery red blade. He pointed it at Agares, who had just risen from the ground, his face grim and his eyes gleaming with a sharp, dark light: "Your Highness, the battle is not over yet, continue!"
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